Nobody Likes Me The North Wind Doth Blow Nobody Likes Me (Eat Worms) Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, Guess I'll go eat worms. Long, thin slimy ones, Short fat juicy ones, Ity bitty fuzzy wuzzy worms Down goes the first one Down goes the second one Oh how they wiggle and squirm Long thin slimy ones Itsy bitsy fuzzy wuzzy worms Up comes the first one Up comes the second one Oh how they wiggle and squirm Long thin slimy ones Itsy bitsy fuzzy wuzzy worms Back to Top The North Wind Doth Blow The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing. Back to Top Back to Main Index 1754 © copyright The Lord's Rain. All rights reserved. Graphics by: moody motifs